Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience.
 
 MF, Mg, Bondage, ped, Mb, bg, Fg, Fb, bbg, incest
DISCLAIMER:
The following is a fictional account of child molestation - sex and

sexual encounters between adults and underage children.  Do not proceed
further if reading material like this is illegal, if you are one of the
many brainwashed into believing you are one of the thought police, or if
you simply don't want to get turned on then fuck off.  If you are not of
legal age to enjoy the pleasures of sex as dictated by self-righteous
politicians (such as in the US)...  go away.
Characters: Me, 38 yr old with more money than I can spend

   Rosa, 22, mother of 3 kids Two boys, Ricardo age 8, Josef, age 5 Cari,
girl age 6

   "You had good time with Rosa, no?" Gillardo asked the next day when he
saw me headed out for breakfast.

   "It was great, Gillardo.  Did she talk with you."

   "Oh, yes.  She say you are very bad man.  You make her do bad things,
you maybe knock her up so she have another baby." He smiled broadly.  "She
like you very much.  You beat her, leave marks.  She like very much.  You
man.  You no bitch.  She like man.  You own her now."

   Talk about culture shock.  Had I done all that in the States I'd be
headed to jail, not being praised for my actions.  Hmm, I thought to
myself, the woman liked me beating her, liked all that I did, now I own
her. I wonder what that means - and what responsibilities it might entail?
Rosa wasn't all that hard to look at.  In fact, she was close to being
gorgeous.  I certainly enjoyed fucking her and beating her.  Maybe this
will turn out OK.  My dick jumped at the thought of beating her again.

   For any reader who has never enjoyed using force on a woman, I'm sorry.
You just don't understand the pleasure.  Women love it.  They love a
forceful man, a man who tells them what to do, when to piss, what to wear,
what to say.  Be a man.  That said...  I prefer boys over women.

   "When is she bringing the boys?" Gillardo shrugged.  She cannot tell
time.  She be her when she be here.  You no tell her when so no one know."
Ah, right.  I had not told her when to do something; therefore, it would
happen when it happens.  At 4 in the afternoon, the door buzzer sounded. 
All I saw in the monitor was the top of someone's head.  I buzzed it in.

   "I Ricardo." Was all the young boy said when I opened the door.  "Mommy
say I come here and be good boy for you." I ushered the boy in.  Ricardo
stood about 4 feet tall.  His brown hair was long and shaggy, It hung down
around his pretty little face.  Cleaned up, properly dressed and groomed,
he could have passed for a girl.  He wore an oversized t-shirt bearing a
Cleveland Cavaliers logo which had probably been tossed out by some
tourist, maybe given to him by some guy who had used him.  Instead of
shorts, he wore a ragged Speedo at least three sizes too large, cheap flip
flops on his dirty feet.  This one would need a good clean up before use.

   "Are you hungry?" I asked, knowing full well that all little boys are
hungry.  I saw a quick smile flash across his thin face.  We moved into the
tiny condo galley kitchen.  "Take off your clothes, Ricardo, while I make
you a sandwich." I turned to open the refrigerator.  Before I'd gotten the
sandwich meat out, the child was naked.  His body was a delight.  Thin but
not skinny, his upper body held the same natural tan as his mother.  His
legs were straight, his little feet a delight - other than the dirt.  It
was his little cock that grabbed my attention.  To my amazement, he was
circumcised.  His little cock was on full hard, looking up at me.  About 3
to 4 inches long, nice girth, and beautiful.  At 8, he had no hair to block
any view or to get caught in my teeth...  or down my throat.  Rodney
instantly got hard looking at him.

   "Let's begin with you tasting a little of my meat." I quickly shed my
clothes and pulled the boy to me.  I took his hand and put it on my cock.
"Here, boy.  Get used to this.  You'll be sucking it a lot." He opened his
mouth and took the head in.  He'd obviously done this before.

   I held the back of his head and pushed Rodney into his mouth until he
gagged.  I withdrew and pumped his face again.  "Good boy.  Do what Mommy
told you, boy." I didn't want to cum yet, so I pulled out and lifted the
child's face to mine and kissed him.  "That's a good boy.

   Now let's make you a sandwich.  You hold my dick while I make it."

   Ricardo stood by me patiently holding Rodney, slowly jacking him, as I
slopped mayo and a couple of slices of bologna on bread and gave it to him.
He'd consumed it all by the time I poured him a glass of milk.  He looked
up at me and smiled.  I knew he wanted more.  I reached for more meat and
thought about something else.  I dipped my dick in his milk and handed it
to him.  "In the future, you will drink milk with my cum in it. 
Understand?" The child gave me a `do I have to?' look that made me laugh.
"Yes, kid.  You have to."

   After he's eaten his fill, I escorted him to the bathroom.  Drawing a
bath for the kid, I put him in to soak for awhile.  I left him alone and
retreated to fetch his dirty clothes.  I'd have to buy stuff for him if was
to go out with me in public.  I enjoy having people see me in public with
little boys.  I always wonder if they know I'm having sex with them or not.
Gives me a thrill, especially when other men seem to be interested, knowing
they wish it were them instead of me who had a cute little boy to fuck.

   After half an hour of hearing the kid frolicking in the tub, I went in
to see him.  The tub water was brown!  And he was only a little cleaner. 
No worries, we'd shower together.  I pulled the plug and helped the boy to
his feet as I adjusted the water to warm.  I soaped him up and used him as
my luffa.

   His slick body felt good against me.  His hard little dick brushed
against my thighs as I pulled his round butt cheeks apart, seeking the
tight little hole that would soon welcome my hard cock.  With a soapy slick
finger, I probed his opening and felt him tighten up.  "No, boy, you must
open your ass, not close it for me.  It is mine to use now.  Relax it, boy.
I do not want to punish you but I will.  I do not want to give you too much
pain but I will hurt you when you need it." I felt his sphincter relax as I
shoved my finger deeply into him.  With his face washed sparkly clean, I
kissed his mouth, testing his willingness to respond.  I was pleasantly
surprised when he returned the kiss.  His smooth little tongue beginning to
explore my mouth.  I kissed his face, his eyes, I ran my tongue around the
rim of his ears and held him against me.

   I knelt before the child and took his cut 3 inch cock in my mouth.  He
was so small I took in his balls as well, licking them and savoring the
feel the tight little package.  I lifted his ball sack and tongued his
anus, then turned him around and spread his cheeks.  "Bend forward." He
obeyed.  I ran my tongue from the base of his balls to the top of his
crack, shoved my tongue up inside his boy pussy that would soon give me so
much pleasure.  He moaned and bent forward more.  He reached back and
spread himself open more, giving me total access to his most private parts.
He liked it.

   "Sit here, boy." I motioned him to sit on the side of the tub.  Turning
facing him, Rodney was at mouth height.  "Suck it." He opened wide his
mouth and took me in.  I held his head and mouth fucked him.  "No teeth,
boy, and suck harder." He complied as I knew he would.  His little cock was
as hard as mine.  I looked down at him.  What a delight to see a naked boy
with a hard on and my nasty meat shoving in and pulling out of his face. 
"Here's your dessert, boy.  It's 100% cream." My knees almost buckled as I
unloaded in his mouth.  "Swallow it all, boy.  Swallow." I thrust deeply in
his mouth, he tried to gag as mu cum shot down his throat.  I held him
pressed against my shaved crotch blocking off his breathing.  I felt him
struggle for breath, I held on to him.  He thrashed about, but I held on
until he went limp.

   It crossed my mind that I had options.  I could finish the job and
suffocate him or I could revive him and continue to enjoy using him.  I
quickly opted for the latter and revived him, carrying him to my bed to
continue my pleasure.  His little anus, his boy pussy, needed a great deal
of attention.  As he lay gasping on the bed, I got out the same lube I'd
used on his mother's anus the day before.  I was just about to smear a glob
on him when the door buzzer sounded.  "Crap." I left the bare kid on my bed
to see who was interrupting my fun.  I could see no one in the monitor. 
Suddenly the vision of a little hand flashed across the picture.  I buzzed
it in.

   I was still naked when I opened the door.  A vision of a child was
there. Not more than 3 feet tall, I assumed this had to be the five year
old.  He looked delicious.  "Come in, little boy." Said the spider to the
fly.  I took him by the hand and escorted him to the bedroom.  I didn't
know yet if he would have to be washed first or not.  All I knew was that I
wanted him i n my mouth.
   End Chapter 3